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Chapter 417 Can't you afford it?

The news that Fang La's rebels were approaching Hangzhou was not very riots to nearly one million residents in Hangzhou City. A large number of troops were stationed in the city, which was enough to give people a sense of security. The officials in Hangzhou were a little inexplicable. Since the late autumn, the continuous rainy days have washed away countless bridges and roads. Tan Zhen was unable to return in time when inspecting Yuezhou. 200,000 soldiers set out from all over the place, opened roads across mountains and met water to run to Hangzhou. Not to mention attacking townships and counties on the road, just making fires and cooking is a problem.

However, the rebels have come over and discuss these things without meaning. The wing army, the imperial guards, and the yamen runners in Hangzhou are all working, and the officials gathered together to discuss how to allocate the city to defend.

Hangzhou is not a small place like Muzhou. It is a central city on Jiangnan Road. It is famous for its wealth. The city wall is three and six meters high, which is about the height of three floors. The protective facilities are not much different from that of Bianjing. Needless to say, the reserves of money and grain will not be starved to death after three years of maintenance. If this is broken again, it will be unreasonable.

However, just in case, the officials in Hangzhou still entered a state of emergency. The city gate sent additional officers and soldiers to guard the city gate, with a curfew at night. The yamen took turns to be on duty day and night. There were three steps and five steps on the city wall. Every day, the chief officer came to inspect. Even King Kang personally climbed the city wall and carefully inspected to boost morale.

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The imperial flag was flying on the top of the city, and the corvee service carried rolling wood and rocks onto the city walls under heavy rain.

King Kang was wearing a python robe, his robe was soaked. He held the hem of the robe and carefully looked at the various instruments set on the horse path.

Song Yang was wearing Hujie Army armor and holding an umbrella to follow him. He kept wiping away the rain from his face with his hands and said loudly:

"Prince, the rain is too heavy, you go back."

"Yeah yeah."

The civil servants behind him were like chickens, and even their boots were filled with water and their legs were thirsty. The hat wings (small heads) drooped. Several older people couldn't stand steadily, but the prince was holding in front, so they couldn't go back to have tea.

King Kang has always been a heavy army and is very familiar with how to mobilize morale. He pulled a group of leaders out to get out of the rain just to see the soldiers patrolling the rain on the top of the city. King Kang naturally ignored the complaints of several civil servants. He walked to a crossbowman, took down a strong bow and took a closer look, and then posed a bow and took the arrow. The bow was like a full moon, and he came out of the city and nailed it to a willow tree under the city.

The standard bow of the imperial guards of the Song Dynasty was five stones, with about one hundred and sixty kilograms of pulling force, and there were also many warriors in the army who used three stone bows. Even if they were just ordinary bows and arrows, ordinary and weak scholars could not pull them away. King Kang could shoot arrows, so he obviously had a lot of exercise.

"good!"

Several nearby soldiers shouted "Oh," and realized something was wrong, and then quickly shut up. The civil servants whispered: "The prince is brave and brave..."

Of course, King Kang did not give praise to the few small officials, but wanted the soldiers to know that they were commanding them to fight, and they were not nerds who could not even pull the bow.

King Kang looked around and saw Cao Hua and Song Yang standing behind him as guards, and said:

"Cao Hua, Song Yang, you two are the best among the martial artists. It just so many soldiers are watching, come and compete."

Zhao Huaizheng was bored. When he heard this, he immediately became interested and said with a smile:

"Okay, okay, you two fight. Song Yang, you said you would be together with Prince Cao, so don't be afraid."

Song Yang's face turned red and he coughed a little embarrassedly: "Your Majesty, you can avoid swords and guns. Who in the world knows about Prince Cao's martial arts? I am probably not a match."

Han'er held an umbrella for Cao Hua. He narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this. He wanted to say, "In terms of single-handed battles, there are less than five chances of winning in the world. You are too loud." However, when Cao Hua raised his hand to signal, he closed his mouth and looked elsewhere.

King Kang shook his head and chuckled: "You are naturally no match for the skill of guns and sticks, and you will not suffer any losses. Compared with the art of arrows, you can pass through the sun for hundreds of steps since childhood, right?"

Song Yang was waiting for this sentence, and immediately agreed and looked at Cao Hua, showing a little provocation.

In order to support his father-in-law, Cao Hua naturally would not refuse and nodded:

"I don't use bows and arrows often. If General Song is willing to compete, what if he fights one."

"good--"

Zhao Huai rubbed his hands excitedly. If it weren't for King Kang, he would have started betting directly.

Hundreds of defenders on the city wall looked over. After all, they were willing to join in the fun of martial arts competitions in the army, and there were also many people who were eager to try it out.

Song Yang was a little excited and quickly called the deputy general to take his bow over. The three-stone strong bow was strong, and there were very few people in the army that could be pulled apart.

The arrow must have a target. King Kang looked around and pointed at the willow tree he had just shot:

"That feather arrow, whoever can shoot and win, how about you?"

The target is under the city wall, and those who can shoot arrows can basically hit the target. The difficulty is a bit low, but there is no better reference material around.

Song Yang nodded immediately, said, "I'll come first" and then drew his bow and arrow, pulling his bow like a full moon.

The toy of the bamboo pulled by Sanshigong was like a bamboo that shocked many people. Many people applauded before the arrow was even released. Several civil servants nodded repeatedly, praising the princess' nephew indeed brave.

Seeing that Cao Hua did not move, Han'er was a little anxious. The target was too close. The Black Feather Guard could shoot with his good arrow with his eyes closed. This made Song Yang draw the bow first. Wouldn't the young master lose?

Song Yang took the lead in shooting, and he was also paying attention to the attack. Since Cao Hua came, Song Yang's position in the heart of the prince Zhao Huai plummeted, and even King Kang didn't appreciate him very much. He finally found an opportunity to suppress Cao Hua, so how could he let it go.

Song Yang had already let go of the bowstring without waiting for Cao Hua to speak out.

Sa--

The feather arrow broke through the air and rushed out with the terrifying sound of breaking the wind.

The officials and soldiers turned their heads quickly, including King Kang, all looked at the willow tree below...

There is nothing.

King Kang's arrow was nailed to the tree alone without any reaction.

Zhao Huai narrowed his eyes and searched for a long time, sneered, "Song Yang, have you missed the shot?" He turned around and looked at him. He never thought that this time he saw that he was so shocked that he almost stood firm.

A few feet away from Song Yang, the sharp arrow was as if nailed to an iron plate, and the tail of the arrow trembled gently, making a buzzing sound.

And the center of the feather arrow is a hand, holding the feather arrow shaft, without moving at all.

The city walls were silent.

This is the arrow shot from the three stone bows, and the armor can enter in consistently, and just grab it like that?

Is this a person?

Song Yang opened his mouth wide and did not come back to his senses for a long time. He looked at the bow in his hand, as if he was wondering if the deputy general had taken the wrong one.

Cao Hua grabbed the feather arrow, took it in his hand and looked at it for a few times, chuckling:

"General Song, is it my turn?"

“…”

Everyone swallowed and dared not answer.

King Kang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded slightly:

"Well...it's your turn."

Song Yang came to his senses and hesitated to hand the bow to Cao Hua.

Cao Hua had never used bows and arrows, but he was proficient in all kinds of weapons before, and he could hit anything he could throw. It was not a big problem. As for the Three Stones strong bow, it was not necessary to mention him. If he couldn't pull it open, why would he be able to help the world?

If you set a bow and set an arrow, you can't see it clearly without a sight. You can only rely on your feelings.

Cao Hua is tall and has a long wingspan. As soon as he pulled the bow open, Zhao Huai raised his hand:

"Mr. Cao, don't break the bow."

Cao Hua's face was cold, and after feeling it a little, he let go of his fingers.

Sa--

Feather arrows poured into the willow tree, and the arrow's tail trembled gently.

Everyone looked at each other for a few seconds and was more than an inch away. It was quite accurate, but they didn't touch King Kang's feather arrow.

Song Yang breathed a long sigh of relief, his confidence surged again, and he walked forward with a smile, raised his hand to take the bow and arrow:

"Mr. Cao, it's my turn."

Cao Hua was a little disappointed and handed the bow to Song Yang.

After shooting the bow and arrow again, Song Yang became more careful, moved a little distance to the side before aiming.

Sa--

Feather arrow breaks through the air.

Everyone turned their heads quickly and looked at the willow tree below... still nothing was left.

Zhao Huai looked in a blink of an eye, and sure enough, Prince Cao appeared next to Song Yang again, holding the feather arrow and smiling with a friendly smile.

Can't you afford to play?
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